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ELPHABA
Kiss Me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I need help believing
You're with me tonight
My wildest dreaming
Could not for see
Lying beside you
With you wanting me
And just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lot all resistance
And crossed some boarderline
And if it turns out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine
FIYERO
Maybe I'm brainless
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Though different eyes
Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's up that I fell
BOTH
Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time
FIYERO
Say there's no future
For us as a pair
BOTH
And though I know I may know
I don't care
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is though
And know I'll be here holding you
As long as you're mine
FIYERO(spoken)
What is it?
ELPHABA (spoken)
It's just for the first time,
I feel ... wicked
Citizens of oz:
GOOD NEWS!
SHE'S DEAD!
THE WITCH OF THE WEST IS DEAD!
THE WICKEDEST WITCH THERE EVER WAS
THE ENEMY OF ALL OF US HERE IN OZ IS DEAD!
GOOD NEWS!
GOOD NEWS!
Someone in the Crowd:
Look! It's Glinda!
Glinda:
Fellow Ozians...
LET US BE GLAD
LET US BE GRATEFUL
LET US REJOICIFY THAT GOODNESS COULD SUBDUE
THE WICKED WORKINGS OF YOU-KNOW-WHO
ISN'T IT NICE TO KNOW
THAT GOOD WILL CONQUER EVIL?
THE TRUTH WE ALL BELIEVE'LL BY AND BY
OUTLIVE A LIE
FOR YOU AND--
Someone in the Crowd:
NO ONE MOUNS THE WICKED
Another Person:
NO ONE CRIES: "THEY WON'T RETURN!"
All:
NO ONE LAYS A LILY ON THEIR GRAVE
Man:
THEGOOD MAN SCORNS THE WICKED!
Women:
THROUGH THEIR LIVES, OUR CHILDREN LEARN:
All:
WHAT WE MISS
WHEN WE MISBEHAVE...
Glinda:
AND GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED'S LIVES ARE LONELY
GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED DIE ALONE
IT JUST SHOWS WHEN YOU'RE WICKED
YOU'RE LEFT ONLY
ON YOUR OWN...
All:
YES, GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED'S LIVES ARE LONELY
GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED CRY ALONE
NOTHING GROWS FOR THE WICKED
THEY REAP ONLY
WHAT THEY'VE SOWN...
Glinda:
Are peole born Wicked? Or do they have Wickedness thrust upon them?
After all, she had a father. She had a mother, as so many do...
Father:
HOW I HATE TO GO AND LEAVE YOU LONELY
Mother:
THAT'S ALRIGHT--IT'S ONLY JUST ONE NIGHT
Father:
BUT KNOW THAT YOU'RE HERE IN MY HEART WHILE I'M OUT OF YOUR SIGHT...
Glinda:
And like every family- they had their secrets.
Lover:
HAVE ANOTHER DRINK, MY DARK-EYED BEAUTY
I'VE GOT ONE MORE NIGHT LEFT, HERE IN TOWN
SO HAVE ANOTHER DRINK OF GREEN ELIXIR
AND WE'LL HAVE OURSELVES A LITTLE MIXER
HAVE ANOTHER LITTLE SWALLOW, LITTLE LADY,
AND FOLLOW ME DOWN...
Glinda:
And of course, from the moment she was born, she was - well - different...
Midwife:
IT'S COMING...
Father:
NOW?
Midwife:
THE BABY'S COMING...
Father:
AND HOW!
Midwife and Father:
I SEE A NOSE
I SEE A CURL
IT'S A HEALTHY, PERFECT
LOVELY, LITTLE -
Father:
Sweet Oz!
Mother:
What is it? What's wrong?
Midwife:
HOW CAN IT BE?
Father:
WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
Midwife:
IT'S ATROCIOUS!
Father:
IT'S OBSCENE!
Midwife and Father:
LIKE A FROGGY, FERNY CABBAGE
THE BABY IS UNNATURALLY-
All:
GREEN!
Father:
Take it away... take it away!
Glinda:
So you see - it couldn't have been easy!
All:
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED
NOW AT LAST, SHE'S DEAD AND GONE
NOW AT LAST, THERE'S JOY THROUGHOUT THE LAND
AND
GOODNESS KNOWS
WE KNOW WHAT GOODNESS IS
GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED DIE ALONE
Glinda:
SHE DIED ALONE...
All:
WOE TO THOSE
WHO SPURN WHAT GOODNESSES
THEY ARE SHOWN
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED...
Glinda:
GOOD NEWS!
Crowd:
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED!
Glinda:
GOOD NEWS!
All:
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED!
WICKED!
WICKED!
Elphaba:
Hands touch, eyes meet,
sudden silence, sudden heat
hearts leap in a giddy world.
He could be that boy,
but I'm not that girl
Don't dream too far, don't lose sight of who you are,
don't remember that rush of joy.
He could be that boy,
I'm not that girl
Every so often we long to steal,
to the land of what might have been,
but that doesn't soften the ache we feel
when reality sets back in
Blythe smile, lithe limb
she who's winsome,
she wins him,
gold hair with a gentle curl,
that's the girl he chose
and heaven knows,
I'm not that girl
don't wish, don't start
wishing only wounds the heart,
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl,
there's a girl I know,
he loves her so,
I'm not that girl.
 Mandy Thorne · Tue Oct 16, 2007 @ 12:45am · 1 Comments |
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